I love you

I grew up in a home where feelings were talked about. I always say ‘I love you’ as my good bye. I have been told before that love is a strong term and to not throw it around. Bitch, please. Don’t push not being in touch with feelings or talking about them on me. There are different types of love, but all of mine is unconditional. I never make anyone say it back, but yes it is nice to say ‘good bye love you’, to family and people who are family friends. I get some people are different and don’t like it, but I am not telling them I love them. It is always a friend of a friend or a co-worker, someone I don’t love that makes a big deal out of me telling my loved ones I love them.

My parents always made the world of my sister and me, but my dad’s parents made it clear they didn’t want anything to do with me before I was even born. They disliked me as a fetus. I was not my sister and therefore unwanted. I understand how you feel. Blood doesn’t make a family. Love does. I am happy you have parents who you love and love you.